Monthly Archives: September 2017

Rain Rain Go Away…

Posted on September 20, 2017 by anuragbakhshi

His name is Janardhan Jamwarkar, but his mother calls him Johnny. He is all of five years old, and you have probably never heard of him before in your life. He is also the one who is single-handedly responsible for … Continue reading →

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The Lover of Oranges (A Healthy Love Story)

Posted on September 19, 2017 by anuragbakhshi

Aditya, or as he insisted everyone call him- Aadu, was a health-conscious boy right from childhood, which is not surprising, as both his parents were doctors. So, from the day his first crooked milk tooth showed signs of taking birth, … Continue reading →

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Wake Me Up…

Posted on September 18, 2017 by anuragbakhshi

He hit me this morning….again! It’s become almost a routine occurrence now, ever since he has started coming back stressed from work, and hitting the bottle every night, staying awake till the wee hours of the morning, trying to reduce … Continue reading →

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The Outraged Father

Posted on September 16, 2017 by anuragbakhshi

My eyes welled up, and I was overwhelmed with emotions as I saw them walk off. “He should have listened to me,” I told my wife in a broken voice. “He always does,” she replied, “You know how much he … Continue reading →

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The Chase

Posted on September 15, 2017 by anuragbakhshi

I spied him from a distance, standing in the balcony of a plush apartment (bloody ameer baap ki aulaad) and withdrew into the shadows of the high-rise buildings of Mumbai. I was pretty sure he hadn’t seen me standing in … Continue reading →

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Loved No More

Posted on September 14, 2017 by anuragbakhshi

“That idiot!” I grumbled to myself, “He has left me hanging….This is the end!” I could see the predators circling me, keeping their distance for now, but slowly gathering courage. One of them seemed drunk, and suddenly rushed towards me, … Continue reading →

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The Germ

Posted on September 13, 2017 by anuragbakhshi

No one knows where the germ first came from, no one ever will, in all probability. But we do know that it took a long time in manifesting itself, thousands of years in fact. It lay dormant while Adam courted … Continue reading →

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Kidnapped!

Posted on September 12, 2017 by anuragbakhshi

I woke up to find that I could not see a thing. No, I had not been blinded, not as yet anyways, but it was pitch dark, with just a tiny beam of light coming through a hole on the … Continue reading →

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Gangtok Girl (Or How Mitesh found his Beauty from the North-East)

Posted on September 11, 2017 by anuragbakhshi

At the ripe-old age of seven, after watching his first Republic Day Parade on Doordarshan, Mitesh arrived upon a momentous decision, to do something that no Gujarati had done before him. No, it was not to travel to Switzerland without … Continue reading →

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The Directionless Snake Part 2 (In which a grand rescue is planned & executed)

Posted on September 8, 2017 by anuragbakhshi

I would have said that the situation in which Happy, the King Cobra with the broken GPS, and I found myself at that point was distressing, dreadful, or even dire, but words cannot possibly describe the levels of stress (me) … Continue reading →

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